Titles: "Comfort?" and "And Joy"
Author: Pinkcat4569
Description: Two humorous related drabbles about how comfort and joy isn't easy to find sometimes
Rating: G
Pairing/Characters: Becker/Jess
Disclaimer: I only write for fun. I don't own Primeval or the characters.
Author's note: For Primeval 100 Challenge 345: Comfort and Joy
100 words each
Comfort?
Becker cringed.
Jess was singing...badly. "Tidings of..commmfooorrrt...annnnd...joyyyy..."
He shook his head. "That's ironic. The words promise comfort and joy, but they're sung so shrilly that they're anything but."
Jess gasped. "How rude!"
"You're the rude one, caterwauling like a cat."
"Fine! I'll stop singing!"
"That was singing?"
She glared at him. He laughed.
Silent minutes ticked by.
"Ah. At last, real tidings of comfort and joy," he said, smirking.
She silently glared.
And Joy
After nearly an hour of silence Becker said, "You're being childish. It's not my fault that you confuse tone-death singing with spreading comfort and joy."
She handed him reports, without saying one word.
"You're not getting to me, you know."
She gave him a slight smirk and walked away.
"You're not."
The silence continued.
Finally...
"Fine, I surrender!"
She giggled.
"Sing!"
When she didn't, he growled and stomped out.
Jess looked to the exit and laughed.
Later, several chocolate bars appeared. She smiled brightly. "Tidings..." she sang softly, "of comfort..."
He laughed.
"And joy."
"Thank you for...toning it down."
She giggled. "Thank you for the chocolate."
At last, Ops was filled with comfort and joy.
The End
